I, of course, thought he was fuckin' hot.Unsurprisingly, the ‘happy newlyweds’ did not last too long as a couple and Angela shortly moved out. Wit... her gone, we saw a lot more of Duncan and he became a regular visitor in our home. I was totally mesmerized by him and constantly began to stammer when he engaged me in conversation. I was also intrigued by the eye contact he always made with me, and being gay and having recently ‘outed’ myself, I began to feel that he may have sensed my fascination. But as I get older, that doesget old, doesn't it. And maybe just a little silly.Thus each night, I lay down and try to get some sleep as one more dayand soon one more night slips away forever, never to be given back orused for what I have wished and dreamed of my whole life.And, as the days slip away, I do something I haven't done for so manyyears, but is well know to every cross-dresser who has ever lived. Iwill keep my dreams and my fantasies, but it's time to push on withthe rest of my. Sarah throws back her skirt and I see her good sized cock. I glance up when I see a movement out of the corner of my eye. Emma is standing over me. "Suck it!" She says. So I lower my head onto her cock and suck it, taking as much in as I can before the gagging reflex starts. I bob up and down on it. Obviously the afternoon has proved a bit to much for Sarah and she cums in my mouth. Hands pull my face away and Emma is there and starts to kiss me on the mouth tasting sarah's cum. She pushes her. Ifelt very disturbed, and very not myself. I grabbed a wad of toilet paperoff the roll and wiped the remaining goo off my used fuck hole and threwit into the toilet."Here, I found you some clothes," Cindy said as she was laying them onthe bed.I wobbled back to the bedroom and looked at the assortment she had pickedout. Pretty basic stuff, thank god, a pair of faded blue jeans, somenormal looking panties, thank god not a thong, a red bra with blackdiamonds all over it, and a t-shirt. Not wanting.